Shaking, I grabbed her hand and said, “Hemi escaped from the backyard.”
When she saw the hole he must have squeezed through by the whiskers, her glare stabbed like daggers into his heart; he had promised to fix that part of the fence weeks ago, along with a number of other odds-and-ends around the house.
To his credit, he spent the past hour since discovering Hemi’s absence calling local shelters, printing lost dog posters until the ink ran out, and asking a couple neighbors if they had seen Francis recently; she offered no credit.
As the two began hanging the posters while scouring the neighborhood, a familiar bark caught their attention. The next block over was hemi at his favorite fire hydrant.
Never again did a honey-do list ever grow longer than a post-it.
Prompted from Six Sentence Story Word Prompt at: https://girlieontheedge1.wordpress.com/2021/11/21/sundays-six-sentence-story-word-prompt-187/.
Prompted from Francis the Frenchie’s Daily Phrase Challenge at: https://francisthefrenchie.com/2021/11/24/francis-the-frenchies-daily-phrase-challenge-november-24-2021/.
Prompted from Fandango’s Story Starter at: https://fivedotoh.com/2021/11/23/fandangos-story-starter-21/.